Strangest whipped cream story ever

[tavernier]

I was at Aldie’s today buying some groceries and some strawberries. I thought I might enjoy some whip cream with my strawberries but I was in a hurry and didn’t really look for cream. When I came out of the store and was putting away my groceries a
young black man approached me and said, would you like this whip cream because I noticed that you have some strawberries in your bag . He gave me the decanter of whipped cream and disappeared. I barely got to say thanks!

Ok, I’m old. What was I missing here?

[PoindexterOglethorpe]

1. Good karma.

Really, sometimes strange and wonderful things like that just happen.

[Ohiogal]

2. What a day brightener!

Sometimes there is no explanation! Just being in the right place at the right time!

Like you I am always astonished when people are nice to me for no reason at all

[Tikki]

3. You were, obviously, sending out the 'I would like 'whipped cream' vibe" as you shopped...

Some people are more sensitive to others wishes, verbalized or not.

He picked up your wish and he thought he would share. Nice guy.


Tikki

[tavernier]

4. Yes!

I’m still thinkink about that strange encounter this morning, lol!! Maybe I should try sending out a gold jewelry vibe.

[zanana1]

5. Now you have to gift a stranger with a grocery item.

You have to pass it on. Please let us know how it turned out!

[tavernier]

6. Wow

Good idea!

Hope I don’t get arrested, lol!

[NightWatcher]

7. No way is that the strangest whipped cream story.

Nowhere did you use the words "nipples", "German Shepherd", or "handcuffs".

[tavernier]

9. Alright, you win!

[skypilot]

8. This reminds me of something...

...that a coworker told me happened to him when we worked for the now-defunct Waldenbooks years ago.

Someone called the store to see if we had a copy of Ayn Rand's "The Fountainhead". My coworker, Fred, said that we did and offered to pull a copy and hold it behind the register for this customer. A few minutes later a man came in and was browsing in the area where the Ayn Rand books were. Fred approached him and asked if he was looking for The Fountainhead, the man said that he was. Fred told him that he had a copy waiting for him behind the register. Fred rings up the purchase and notices the man give him a strange look as he is leaving. A while later another man comes in and tells Fred that a copy of The Fountainhead is being held for him behind the register. Only then did Fred realize that it was merely a coincidence that the previous customer was looking for the same book and was probably freaked the hell out that Fred "knew" what was he was looking for and was reserving the book for him.

Wish I'd been there to witness all this for myself.